Sometimes you badly scratch the lenses of your glasses and you’re presented with two options: pay £80 to buy a new pair or pay £80 to get them fixed. Getting them fixed was my initial thought until the woman behind the till told me I’d be without them for 3 weeks. For someone who needs glasses full time, that was definitely not an option.
But it’s okay. Life happens and sometimes your things get damaged. There is absolutely no point in being angry over the unavoidable.
Except it was totally avoidable and I should have had a glasses case and not dropped my specs on the ground, twice.
I haven’t damaged a pair of glasses in a long time so I suppose it was overdue. At least my new ones shouldn’t fall down my face as much.
I’m not gonna lie, I don’t find Christmas Day relaxing. Not at least until the evening when I’ve done everything else I need to and I’m sitting in front of the tv, probably in my pyjamas, eating from a tub of sweets gifted to me that day (probably Roses). I usually end up falling asleep during the Christmas episode of Doctor Who.
There’s just so much to do that I don’t seem to have time to just sit about doing nothing enjoying the gifts I’ve been given that day. I don’t even have to worry about cooking dinner or having the whole family round the house, so I can’t even imagine how busy and stressed the people who do must feel.
My normal Christmas Routine goes like this:
- Get up, mega early of course because I’m too excited to sleep
- Open presents once everyone is up
- Eat or be forced to eat a breakfast which is not chocolate
- Be rushed into the shower
- Go to my aunts house to see the family
- Home and tidy up the mess from the present unwrapping
- Sleep in front of the TV
This year is a bit different though, as I’m having Christmas dinner at Scott’s parents house. So, after seeing my family in the morning, it’s home, tidy, wait for his relatives to pop over then go to his mum’s for the evening. No pyjamas and falling asleep in front of Doctor Who tonight!
Hope you’re all having a wonderful Christmas and if you’re hosting that you manage to grab a few minutes to yourself without having to hide in the bathroom! 🙂
via Daily Prompt: Festive
Here are some things I’ve learned since getting the keys to my first house.
- We need to get up at a reasonable time to open the blinds so people don’t know it’s not being lived in yet
- We need to get up at a reasonable time because my dad and Allan who have been helping us start AT THE CRACK OF DAWN
- Stripping wallpaper is a sweaty horrible mess when steam is involved
- Wood chip wallpaper is the WORST and I will never be decorating any house I own with it ever
- I know how to fill the holes in the walls and prepare them for painting with the use of pollyfilla and gyproc
- Sanding is a messy, messy business. No matter how much you try and contain it, the stuff in the kitchen cupboard downstairs will still be covered in dust.
- One bad game of League or Halo is enough to absolutely enrage Scott when he’s tired or stressed from working in the house.
- You can stop squeaky floorboards by screwing every single one of them down to the rafters. I used about 500 screws in the master bedroom alone. But my goodness, what a difference it made.
- Carpet is expensive
- Christmas time isn’t an ideal time to move house/buy everything you need/only work part time.
- Our elderly neighbours are the nicest people. We popped over to give them a Christmas present and stayed chatting for an hour and a half.
- It’s all really hard work but once it’s all finished it’s definitely worth it.
25 seems like a good year so far. Things have been going quite well since my birthday in September. Not in every single aspect of my life, but overall things are pretty great.
As I briefly mentioned before, I quit my job. It was the most soul destroying environment I had ever been in and I am so much happier now that I’m out of there. The long hours and the complete lack of life outside of work took its toll and I was exhausted all the time. I handed my notice in before my birthday, expecting to work until late September but it lead to a month gardening leave which meant I was now off for my birthday and could do whatever I wanted. Perfect.
I passed my driving test. First time. With the worst weather imaginable. I still don’t feel that sense of freedom everyone keeps talking about but that’s because I don’t have a car and I’m not insured on anyone else’s yet. Still stuck with public transport for the time being.
I started working back in Greggs. I was thrown in on my first day and it really does feel like I hadn’t left, but in a good way. I got back into the swing of things very quickly and it’s been such a laugh every day. I missed those ladies. It’s only temporary since I start my QA job in January but it’s something to do and it’s some extra money which really helps.
And lastly, the most exciting news of it all; Scott and I bought a house! An actual two bedroom house with a front and rear garden! What an exciting adventure. We’ve been making lists and starting to buy the things we need like a vacuum cleaner, kettle and toaster. We should be getting the keys at the start of December. I actually cannot wait.
So, here’s hoping things stay pretty good and that the other things which haven’t been great start to improve! 😀
Here is a list of things that have happened since abruptly leaving my job on Tuesday:
- I had a long lie. On a weekday. And done nothing all day.
- I went to Dundee to visit my sister and bought things to make her new flat feel homely.
- We found a potential new house. Scott and our families went to view it. He called solicitors and we sorted out an agreement in principle.
- I went to Let’s Eat Glasgow and ate some amazing food.
- I had an orange hot chocolate and felt instantly Christmasy.
- I posted my zone card for a refund on the remaining three weeks that I no longer require for my notice period.
- I posted more letters this week than I have in the past few years.
- I tried weetabix and I can’t believe I refused it as a child.
- I tried some beer. Still disgusting.
- I stopped hoarding empty perfume bottles. I really need to get more to replace the finished ones.
- Bullet journalling.
- Played games in a pub for the first time. Who knew staking mini plastic chairs was so fun.
Reykjavik. What a gorgeous place.
I didn’t realise it at the time of booking, but booking a holiday for the first week in March was the best idea we’ve had in a while. Just when I getting really tired of going to work in the dark, having to come home after the sun had set and working stupid amounts of over time, I had a week off. And it was absolute bliss.
We visited the amazing Blue Lagoon for a relaxing spa day before setting of on an adventure to find the Northern Lights. (We were unlucky, sadly!) And finally a wee jaunt around the Golden Circle. We were only there for five days but it was lovely. Smelled a bit mind you thanks to their water but it was lovely none the less.
Iceland, I’ll probably be back one day. My Northern Lights tour voucher is still valid for a couple of years so that’s the perfect excuse.